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"I still think you're talking nonsense, but whatever, keep playing and hang up," Janet said, about to hang up.

"Wait a minute, let me tell you something. I'm leaving Panama tomorrow and going to an unknown island to do something. If you can't contact me, don't worry," Ding Ze thought of this and said with a smile.

"I'm not in a hurry," Janet said duplicitously, "Is there any danger?"

"Theoretically no, but maybe a little bit, but it doesn't matter, I can solve it," Ding Ze replied.

Janet was silent for a moment, "Okay, call me when you're done."

"Well, that's it for now, I have to continue playing," Ding Ze said.

"Bye," Janet said simply.

Ding Ze continued to work.

Time flies;

a new day.

The alarm clock rang, Ding Ze woke up, stretched and turned off the alarm clock.

The three naked young beauties were still sleeping soundly. Ding Ze smiled and did not disturb them. He got up and washed himself, put on his clothes, and went out and went downstairs.

In the hotel's underground parking lot.

Twenty employees who received Albruzzi's order yesterday were already waiting.

Soon, Ding Ze got in the car.

Five cars drove towards the dock.

Arrived at the dock.

After boarding a yacht rented yesterday, Ding Ze lit a cigarette and asked the employees to disperse and carefully check every aspect of the yacht to ensure that no one had tampered with the yacht.

The sea is very different from the land.

The sea is ruthless.

If they go out to sea, without any clues, the yacht suddenly catches fire or even explodes.

Haha, by then, unless he grows a pair of wings or has some superpowers, no matter how many skills he has, there is a high probability that he will die at sea.

Ding Ze could accept death, but he really couldn't accept such a useless death.

It took almost half an hour for twenty employees to carefully inspect the yacht. Some even went into the water and inspected the bottom of the boat...

As a result, there were no explosives, but three trackers were found.

Of course, the tracker was handed over to Ding Ze.

Ding Ze stood on the deck, looked around with a smile, then threw the tracker into the sea with a wave of his hand, then turned around and looked around.

Gretchen was in a car on the pier, holding a telescope, and saw this scene clearly, and couldn't help but appreciate Ding Ze even more.

Courageous and resourceful, looks crazy, but is actually very smart...

Gretchen thought silently, and for the first time, she felt that maybe if things continued like this, Ding Ze could really cause some harm to the company.

at this time.

The phone rings.

Gretchen took it out and saw Ding Ze's name. She was not surprised at all and pressed the connect button decisively, "Mr. Ding;"

"If you are interested in my destination, you might as well get on the boat and go see it together," Ding Ze smiled and extended the invitation. "Don't worry, it won't take too long and I will be back in the evening."

Gretchen was indeed interested in Dingze's destination and hesitated for a moment, "Okay, wait for me for a few minutes."

Ding Ze said nothing more and hung up the phone.

Gretchen was not a person who liked ink, so Ma Liu made some arrangements for the men in the car, then got out of the car and went straight to the yacht where Ding Ze was.

After boarding the yacht, Gretchen walked up to Dingze and smiled, "Have you always been so cautious? I thought a lunatic like you wouldn't think of such a thing."

Ding Ze raised his hand to take off the cigarette in his mouth, and took a long breath of smoke, "The sea is different from the land. I don't want to keep swimming in the sea."

After saying that, Dingze turned to Gretchen and said with a smile, "This kind of thing only happens once. If you are found again next time, I will kill you."

Gordon.

Gretchen's expression changed slightly, and she believed without a doubt that Ding Ze was serious and not just talking, "There will be no next time."

"Then you can just stroll around and I'll go sail the boat," Ding Ze said with a smile and turned around to leave.

Gretchen looked at Ding Ze's back and felt fear again.

This fear is also different from the fear that General Kranz can give...

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is a bit more powerful.

After confirming this fact, Gretchen was suddenly shocked and unsure of what was going on.

Why does Ding Ze seem more scary?

Ding Ze didn't know what Gretchen was thinking, and he didn't care. Anyway, he had just let the Fire Gu worm penetrate into Gretchen's body without anyone noticing.

If Comrade Gretchen bothers any more, it will be very simple.

Just burn it to ashes, what a big deal.

Ding Ze happily arrived at the cockpit, grabbed the steering wheel, and sailed away.

The distance isn't too far, but even at full speed it still takes four or five hours.

Fortunately, as for the sea, the scenery is still very good. It is not a big problem to enjoy it for four or five hours.

unconsciously.

It's past one o'clock in the afternoon.

Ding Ze saw the target cargo ship and slowed down the yacht.

After a little effort, the yacht stopped next to the freighter. Then, Ding Ze and others climbed onto the freighter through the rope ladder.

There are many mercenaries on the freighter.

These mercenaries were temporarily hired by Abruzzi from Peter Gayev and were not Americans.

However, it doesn't matter, these mercenaries do not pose much of a threat to Ding Ze anyway.

Ding Ze smiled and said hello.

The faces of the mercenaries were all filled with very excited smiles.

There is no other reason.

Finally met the famous murderer Ding Ze! ! How could you not be excited?

The mercenaries responded enthusiastically.

The two sides exchanged brief greetings.

Time was limited, so Ding Ze didn't waste any time, so he ended the nonsense and took Gretchen straight to the helicopter on the deck.

Of course, Ding Ze is still responsible for driving.

After a while, the helicopter took off and flew towards the island which was really not that far away.

It should be said or not, but Gretchen was indeed a little surprised. She didn't expect that Ding Ze could sail a boat, but he could even watch a helicopter.

Therefore, of course, Gretchen appreciates Dingze a little more.

Naturally, the source of this appreciation is Ding Ze's extraordinary creative skills.

The helicopter flew for almost ten minutes.

Arriving over the island.

Looking down from the sky above the island, I saw that there were many luxury yachts parked in the sea not far from the side of the island. Obviously, many people had arrived.

At this time, in the center of the island, an employee held an eye-catching tool and directed Ding Ze to land the helicopter to the apron on the side.

Ding Ze saw that there was no ink stain, Ma Liu descended, stopped the helicopter, and asked Gretchen to get down.

Gretchen had been wondering what Yu Dingze wanted to do when he came here.

At this moment, Gretchen saw several big figures from small countries and recognized them. Gretchen was even more confused. At the same time, she had a guess and asked Ding Ze in a low voice, "Are you here to buy nuclear weapons? If so, you would have told Ding Ze earlier. Just say it, I can help you find the seller easily.”

Ding Ze smiled and replied, "I'm indeed here to buy something, but not nuclear weapons. However, I do need to buy some missiles next. If you know a seller, you can introduce him to me. Your reward will not be few."

Missiles are available on the black market. Gretchen did have the channel and nodded simply, "Okay."

In response, Gretchen's thoughts raced and she began to think.

Ding Ze is here to buy something, but not nuclear weapons. What is he buying?

What other things would make big figures from those small countries come?

Moreover, the transaction location is still on this kind of island?

Gretchen thought and thought.

Suddenly, ding dong, I thought of it!

"Are you here to buy a nuclear submarine?" Gretchen asked Ding Ze in a low voice, with a real sense of disbelief in her tone.

Ding Ze heard this and smiled brightly, "You're so smart, that's why I want to invite you to work for me."

Gretchen immediately fell silent, and then suddenly remembered what Ding Ze said about the war that day.

Good guy!

Ding Ze, this lunatic, is really serious.

Are nuclear submarines prepared for war?

Gretchen couldn't help frowning and looked at Ding Ze.

What is war?

The essence of war is wealth, and the goal is plunder.

If in the near future, Ding Ze successfully launches a war and wins... how much wealth can Ding Ze plunder?

When the time comes, Ding Ze will take action against the company again...

Ha ha.

Ding Ze, this madman, not only planned everything, but also executed it very efficiently and very quickly...

This is such a bitch.

Unable to stop herself, Gretchen once again considered Ding Ze's invitation.

******

Entering the hall where the auction was about to be held, Ding Ze saw Peter Gayev, whom he hadn't seen for quite some time.

Peter Gayev, who was chatting and laughing with others while holding champagne, saw Dingze right after him.

His eyes fell on Ding Ze's face. In a sense, he had witnessed Ding Ze's rapid progress to this point. Peter Gayev, who still didn't know how high he would reach in the future, did not dare to neglect him at all. , quickly ended the conversation, ran to Ding Ze, and greeted Ding Ze with a smile on his face, "Mr. Ding, long time no see, you are even more handsome."

"Haha, right?" Ding Ze accepted these words without any humility, and then said with a smile, "You are getting fatter and fatter. It's time to lose weight, otherwise it will be bad for your health."

Peter Gayev looked down at his round belly and nodded simply, "It's really time to lose weight. Otherwise, if I continue to gain weight like this, I won't be able to see my little breasts when I look down."

After saying that, Peter Gayev smiled at Gretchen and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I am Peter Gayev. I don't know what to call the lady."

Gretchen also stretched out her hand and shook hands with Peter Gayev, "Mr. Gayev just call me Gretchen."

Ding Ze spoke at this time and joked, "Peter, don't use your imagination. Gretchen is my bodyguard. I can easily kill you with just one finger."

The words came out.

Gretchen was speechless, "..."

Peter Gayev was really frightened: "!!!"

After all, the bodyguard of a murderer like Ding Ze? How awesome is that!

Can't afford to offend!

Thanks to Dingze, Peter Gayev is doing very well now and is very rich. He doesn't want to die, he still wants to continue to enjoy life comfortably.

In this way, after hearing this, Peter Gaev immediately showed a lot of respect to Gretchen, "So that's it, Ms. Gretchen, it was me who took the liberty."

Gretchen had no choice but to deal with it.

After chatting for a few words, we got to the point.

Under the leadership of Peter Gaev, Dingze and Gretchen arrived in front of the seller.

The seller is an old man with a fierce look on his face.

The old man has a high position and has heard of Ding Ze.

The two parties exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then ended the communication after they basically got to know each other.

This is normal.

The two parties have different views and do not agree with each other. What's more, this transaction is considered a one-shot deal.

Then, there is no need to know more.

Ding Ze himself had no interest in this kind of thing and didn't mind. He took Gretchen and went to get the buffet nearby.

Gretchen cooperated.

the reason is simple.

On the one hand, I have come here and now I want to leave. Although I can leave, it is quite troublesome.

On the other hand, Gretchen has not yet been exposed to nuclear submarines, but is indeed very interested in nuclear submarines.

The two of them just passed the time, smoking and eating at the buffet.

Time passes quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it’s five o’clock in the evening.

The auction officially begins.

This is not an ordinary auction, so it doesn't need to be formal.

As the seller, the old man came to the stage and briefly described the phase light information of the nuclear submarine, and guaranteed that the nuclear submarine could serve for at least another ten years under the premise of normal maintenance. After that, the auction started. A reserve price was quoted by interested parties present.

In an auction, the highest bidder will naturally win.

But of course, that nuclear submarine is an old-fashioned nuclear submarine, and no matter how high the price is, it won't be too high.

The old seller's purpose in holding such an auction is very pure, just to sell as much as possible and make more money.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

We are all ordinary people, who would care about having too much money?

The auction officially begins.

People from all walks of life set their prices one after another.

Ding Ze held a cigarette in his mouth and watched happily, not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

So does Gretchen.

Time passes slowly.

The price of a nuclear submarine reaches 250 million US dollars.

This price is actually very high.

After all, the cost of building a new offensive nuclear submarine for the United States is only about US$2 billion.

But there is no way, these people here have money, but don't have the skills to build that thing, so even if they pay a higher price to buy an old-fashioned one, they still have to buy it.

However, the frequency of price increases has indeed decreased, and the crowd has gradually calmed down.

A few more minutes passed.

The price reached US$2.7 billion, and no one raised the price.

Ding Ze looked at it and thought, "What's the ink mark on?" He just bought it and shouted, "Twenty-eight billion."

The old seller was cheerful and smiled happily.

This price was completely beyond the old man's expectation.

Who could not be happy if he suddenly made hundreds of millions of dollars more for nothing?

So happy, the old man is already thinking about spending some time and spending more money to find another nuclear submarine to sell after returning this time.

Not long after, because no one raised the price, the old seller announced the deal, "Congratulations to Mr. Ding, we successfully bought the property for US$2.8 billion."

Ding Ze held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled.

Gretchen's mood was very complicated.

$2.8 billion to buy an outdated attack nuclear submarine?

So much money to buy such a thing?

Damn it, Ding Ze, this madman and murderer, is really a waste of money.

Ding Ze didn't know what Gretchen was thinking and didn't bother to care. Soon, he communicated privately with the old man of the seller to arrange the payment and transfer of the nuclear submarine.

"Mr. Ding, considering that we may have opportunities to cooperate in the future, let me give you a suggestion. There may be dangers on your way back, so be sure to pay more attention," the old seller said. (End of chapter)